strings like waves find their way to me, sitting here, thinking on what i wanted to say about what has been--and what thoughts have come.
i'm fighting the urge to defend myself in explanations and lists. defend myself against--? why is it that i feel compelled to write here, in this online journal? why blog at all? is any of this really helping at all?
the answer, clearly, is no. so i will try moving away from that and distraction and instead
toward and into something else now.
15:33 - Monday, May. 23, 2005
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